It's official: I'm going for my dream of professorship. I'm studying Christian Scripture and Greek right now, and my own rule of study includes these two things.

The determination of Vincent of the movie Gattaca is in my mind. Only he could attain his own fate, as he fought for his window of opportunity, much like the window of launch-time of a space shuttle. The stars will align for each of us only if we keep the heavens in sight, and with patient, vigorous long-suffering do whatever is necessary to be fit for our journey.

Tragedy and failure are never options we will choose. They are not important now. The stars are. For all things here are to be seen in their light, and beyond the stellatum lies the Empyrean where my Lord reigns. He has gone before.